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Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter Twenty-one, Boss' Day) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback. Enjoy! ********************************************************************* This story is currently twenty-six chapters long. The author suggests reading previous chapters before proceeding. Chapter Twenty-one ? Boss' Day Spending the night with Carla was wonderful. I felt so comfortable with her. Having spent so much time together as boss and secretary, we knew each other in a way most men and women never attain. Adding in my feminine transformation and Carla's affinity for women, we connected with each other on many levels. I wanted to please her as much as she wanted to please me. The odd thing was that, in our new roles, she was very much the dominant force. Of course, in my new role, everyone was very much the dominant force. As a woman, I simply felt more comfortable in a submissive role. I think that it had as much to do with my uncertainty at how to exert myself as a woman as anything else. During the night we made sweet love over and over. We'd fall asleep in each other's arms, only to re-awaken and made love some more. We pleased each other in every way imaginable, each intent to please the other. After one particular session of making love, Carla positioned me to clean her pussy. As I licked and sucked my cream out of her soft pussy, she took my flaccid, penis into her mouth and softly sucked me clean. We eventually fell asleep in a sixty-nine position. Sometime later, I awoke, Carla's lips still encircled around my cock. My face was nestled next to her hairy crotch. Her vaginal aroma was strong. As I lay there, my mouth in contact with her snatch, I began to get hard. My cock swelled in her mouth. As I grew, my shaft stretched further down her throat, eventually waking her. Without moving, she began gently sucking me. Completely inside of Carla's mouth, I could feel my clitty touching the back of her throat. I lay perfectly still as she sucked me. I began licking her pussy. She was quietly having an orgasm. The taste her cum as it oozed into my mouth was heavenly. Carla's soft, wet mouth brought me to the edge of release. I was going to ejaculate inside of her mouth. She must have felt me throbbing as well. Sliding her wet, sensuous lips up my shaft, she held my cockhead at the opening of her mouth, jacking me off until I spewed a thick stream of sperm into her mouth. She kept massaging me with her slender fingers until I was empty. Her mouth was full of my expulsion. Carla turned around and crawled up my tummy. I suspected what was coming and eagerly joined her in an amazing, wet kiss, made juicier by the thick wad of sperm we shared. Kissing someone with a load of semen in her mouth altered the kissing experience in such an erotic way. In general, kissing has always been a very emotional and sensual experience for me. Kissing Carla with my salty cum swirling about in our mouths was something nearly indescribable. Consider the idea of sucking someone's cock until they spew inside of your mouth, holding as much sperm as you can without swallowing, and then sharing it with your lover in a long, wet, tongue-entwined kiss. It is an amazing experience. I only wish that I'd learned of it sooner in my life. We kissed for a long time, eventually swallowing the snowball of sperm. Holding each other closely, we fell asleep in each other's arms once again. At some point in the morning, I awoke, warm sunshine on my face. I was uncertain what time it was, but Carla was no longer in my bed. The shower in my bathroom was running, so I stumbled from bed, joining her in the shower. Suds from the lather in her beautiful hair covered her shoulders and breasts. I opened the shower door and stepped in behind her, taking over the task. As I washed her long blonde hair, I massaged her scalp softly. She reached behind her back and grabbed my cock, gently rubbing me. "Good morning sleepyhead," she sighed. "Did you sleep well?" she asked. I chuckled and replied, "When I was asleep, it was the best I've slept in a long time. You were amazing last night Carla." She turned around and hugged me. "You were pretty amazing yourself boss," she cooed. "I can't tell you how excited I am about spending the day with you. We're going to have a great time. Call it 'Boss' Day', because you're going to be the focus of my attention all day. Okay?" "Mmmm. Sounds good to me. I bet it will be the best Boss' Day ever," I smiled, kissing her softly on the lips, relishing the feel of her soft breasts as they pressed against mine. When we'd finished showering, we dried each other off. I asked Carla what she had in mind for the day so that I'd know what to wear. She wanted to go into town, shop, and just hang out together. Tonight she wanted to dress up and go out to dinner and maybe go dancing. That sounded nice to me. I decided to wear something comfy for our day in town. I also wanted to look sexy for Carla. I wore pink lace French-cut panties, tucking my cock well between my legs. I selected a sexy dress that was a flower print in a pina colada color. The dress fell to just below my butt and had spaghetti straps with a sexy lace-up back, and had a built-in bra. The fabric was a soft polyester Lycra material that stretched and hugged my full curves. I wore pink sandals and pink lipstick. I couldn't wait to see what Carla was going to wear. When I walked into the main room Carla was already on the deck with the other girls sipping coffee. She looked hot! She was wearing a sleeveless black mock-tee that came to just above her waistline. She wore an ultra-mini red python mini-skirt and red sandals. Her outfit would have benefitted from high heels, but we'd both decided to be practical since we'd be walking so much. I couldn't wait to see the looks on men as we cruised the streets of the town. Everyone whistled as I walked in. Debbie smiled approvingly. Mimi had resumed her servant role for the day and looked sexy in a hot pink maid's uniform. She smiled and greeted me in a way that indicated she and I now shared a common interest - namely, my wife. Although I was anxious to know how their night went, I felt awkward as to how to find out just then. I decided that I would have to wait for the right opportunity to broach the subject. Looking at Debbie smiling, and recalling the size of Mimi's cock, I had a fairly good idea that my wife had enjoyed her night. We chatted a while as we ate sweet rolls and drank coffee. Regina Rae asked Carla what our plans for the day were and she told her that we planned to go shopping and sightseeing in town. Regina Rae advised that everyone else was going to just hang out by the pool for the day. She told us that Paul would be happy to drive us into town and to pick us up when we were ready. Carla looked at me and asked, "Shall we go then Boss?" "Sounds good to me," I replied. We hugged and kissed everyone goodbye. When I hugged Debbie she pulled me close and kissed me hard on the mouth, inserting her tongue, giving me a sensual goodbye kiss. As she gave me a final hug, she whispered in my ear, "Have fun honey. I really want you to. Just remember. No matter what happens, you're coming home with me, and I'm going home with you. I love you for who you are and thank you for all that you've done for us. And, by the way, last night was heaven." I thanked her and gave her one final squeeze as we parted. I looked at Carla, who had been watching Debbie and me, held out my hand, and said, "Okey dokey. Let's go! Bye everyone," I said as we walked out together holding each other's hand. Paul was waiting for us in the driveway and held the door for us. I scooted in first and Carla slid onto the seat beside me. She snuggled up close and asked if everything was alright with Debbie. "Actually," I said, "I think it is. Debbie just assured me that it was fine for me to spend the day with you and that we should completely enjoy each other. And that is what I intend to do. I also think she had a nice time with Mimi last night." "I should say so!" exclaimed Carla. "With a cock like that fucking her all night long, it must have been fan ? fuckin' ? tastic!" "I suppose so," I answered, uncomfortable at the thought of Debbie being fucked all night long by a sexy girl with such a huge dick. I worried whether my clitty would satisfy her in the future. Paul was going to drop us off in town and then pick us up late in the afternoon so that we could clean up and change clothes for the evening. I was excited about my day with Carla. As we sat close to each other, she slid her hand up my thigh and rubbed me teasingly outside of my panties, tracing the V outlined between my legs where my clitty was tucked securely. Her sensuous touch felt nice. My cock twitched between my thighs. Determined to maintain my flat profile, I did nothing to allow my clitty to release from its' hiding place. "Mmmm," Carla cooed in my ear. "Your pussy feels wonderful Boss." I cooed back, "It does feel nice Carla. Especially with you touching it that way." She stroked me softly with her fingernails all of the way into town. Every now and then, I caught Paul glancing at us in the rear-view mirror. He smiled knowingly. I suspected that he was well aware of my special attributes, as I doubted that Jack and Buck protected my secret. By the time he dropped us off, it was near midday and the town was bustling with tourists. Carla and I thanked Paul and waved goodbye. Standing with Carla on the sidewalk, I asked, "So, what next?" "Follow me," Carla said taking me by the hand. "I want to do a little shopping." We strolled down the street looking into the windows of the various shops. We didn't go inside any though until we reached a high fashion dress shop. "Come on," Carla said, tugging me inside. "This looks like a nice shop." As soon as we entered a beautiful young girl with a deep, dark tan and long, straight black hair approached us. She was wearing a full- length black dress that clung to her body. The thin material was almost sheer. She had small breasts and was obviously not wearing a bra. But her nipples were large, jutting outward, clearly outlined by the thin material of her dress. She had coal black eyes. Her eyelashes were long and black and she wore silver eyeliner that gave her a dark and mysterious appearance. She wore black heels and carried herself quite majestically. "Hello ladies," she greeted us. "Welcome to 'Island Girls'. May I assist you with anything? Would you like some wine?" Stunned by her pure, innocent beauty, I was tongue-tied. Carla answered for us both. "That would be wonderful! I'll have red and my girlfriend will have white." I blushed when she called me her girlfriend. And I noticed that the reference was not lost on the young girl who greeted us. I also liked the fact that she knew my preference in wine and felt so comfortable speaking on my behalf. "Certainly," the pretty girl replied. "Wait right here. I'll return shortly." As she turned to walk away she looked over her shoulder and called out, "By the way. I'm Carrie." "Wow! Is she ever cute!" Carla exclaimed under her breath to me. "Sure is!" I agreed. Carla went to the dress racks and began browsing the merchandise. They had a broad array of clothing. They had formal as well as casual outfits. I looked at a price tagged and gasped. "Carla!" I called. "Look at these prices!" "I know!" she agreed. "But don't worry about it. We're going choose a dress for each other to wear tonight, no matter the cost. It's on Regina Rae!" "Oh goody!" I giggled. "I'm going to pick out something super sexy for you to wear." "That's fine with me," Carla teased. "But just remember, I'm choosing a dress for you too." Carrie returned with our wine and began telling us about the various dress lines they carried. They carried Nicole Miller, Bianca Hand Painted Dresses, BCBG MAXAZRIA, E & L, and Laundry by Shelli Segal. There were so many beautiful dresses that I wondered how I would ever choose one for Carla. Just about every dress I looked at I wanted to see her wearing. I think she was having the same problem. Carrie helped us select armfuls of dresses and brought them to the dressing area to try on. The dressing area was an open room where the two of us could change together. Carrie stayed to help us try on the various dresses. I wondered if she realized that I was not "all woman". She didn't act as though she did, but I was still self- conscious enough about how I looked that I worried about it continuously. In any event, she didn't let on that she knew, so I became more comfortable as the try-on session continued. I finally decided on a dress for Carla. It was really a quite simple dress. But it looked so hot on her that I didn't know how long I'd let her wear it before I'd want to rip it off of her. It was a very short black mini-dress by BCBG MAXAZRIA. The dress had twisted straps with a drape of material that hung off of her shoulders, creating a sexy and flirtatious look. The neckline was a sweetheart shape and the rouched waist accentuated her shapely hips. It was very short, thus emphasizing her long legs. I wondered if she would dare go without panties tonight, as she is wont to do. Knowing her, I suspected that she might. We selected a pair of four-inch black heels with straps that wrapped around her ankles. As for me, Carla made certain that I would be the focus of every man's attention wherever we went during the evening. She chose an absolutely scrumptious white Bianca Hand Painted Dress. It was called 'Pure Cream', and the salacious reference was not lost on me. The dress was constructed of sewn together white linen doilies and held together over a sheer, flesh-toned material. It created the illusion that I was nude with lace overlays barely covering my body. The top was braless and the skirt portion of the dress was as short as the one I'd picked out for Carla. She selected a pair of clear four-inch Lucite heels for me to wear. I was thrilled with the dresses we'd chosen and could not wait for the evening to arrive so that we could wear them. Carrie thought we'd made excellent selections as well. As she rang up our purchase, she asked where we planned to go that evening. Carla told her that we wanted to go out to dinner and then dancing. Carrie said that she knew of a couple of excellent restaurants and highly recommended a particular nightclub for late night dancing. She assured us that there would be plenty of good-looking guys at the club to dance with. She was planning on being there with a few of her friends as well. Her suggestions sounded great and so we let her make reservations for us at a restaurant named Enrico's that overlooked the harbor. It sounded like a perfect spot for a romantic dinner. The nightclub, Club Eros, was in town, so we'd need to take a cab from Enrico's. Thanking her for her assistance and recommendations, we told Carrie that we'd look for her and her friends at the club. Carla and I spent the rest of the afternoon sightseeing and just strolling around town. I was having so much fun just being with her under these circumstances. We flirted with each other openly and only received a look or two from tourists who probably had never seen two girls so openly affectionate in public. It was so nice being away from everything and everyone that we knew so that we could be so free with each other. Time flew and before we knew it, it was time for Paul to pick us up to take us back to the villa to change. Paul was waiting at his appointed location just as he said he'd be. Laughing together, we climbed into the back of the Suburban. We were having so much fun. "Hello ladies," Paul greeted us. "You two certainly do seem to be having a good time." "We have had a fantastic day Paul!" Carla exclaimed. "And we can't wait for the evening to begin." "What's everyone doing back at the villa?" I asked. "The other ladies lounged around the pool for a while this morning and then, this afternoon, Regina Rae decided that they should all go over to St. John's for dinner tonight. I dropped them off to take a launch to the island just before I came to pick you up. So you're going to be the only ones at the villa." I looked at Carla with a bit of a shocked look on my face. I had not expected everyone to go off like that. Carla simply shrugged and said, "Hey! We'll have the house to ourselves!" "I guess we will," I acknowledged. In a way, I was relieved that no one would be home. Now we wouldn't have to delay our evening by sharing the details of our day with everyone else just yet. I was so excited about spending the evening with Carla that I could barely stand it. When we arrived at the villa Carla and I each gathered up our packages and went to our respective rooms. "Make yourself look pretty for me Boss," she said as she disappeared into her room. I collapsed on my bed for a few minutes to catch my breath. What a day it had been! And I knew that we'd be out late tonight dancing. Finally, I stripped out of my sundress, removed my panties and stepped into the hot shower. I washed my hair and shaved myself close. I wasn't planning on wearing stockings tonight so I wanted to be very smooth. I dried off and lightly dusted with baby powder. I selected a pair of flesh colored French cut panties with lace embroidery on the front. They were very sheer. I tucked my cock firmly between my legs and pulled the panties snugly up my thighs. I sat in front of my makeup mirror and carefully applied my makeup. I wanted to look really hot for Carla. I wore dark eyeliner that made me look alluring and sexy. Dark black mascara made my lashes look especially long. I applied some rose blush to my cheekbones and then, for a splash of color, chose a wet, rose-colored lip-gloss. I then painted my nails a matching color. After my nails dried, I was ready to put on my new dress. It fit snugly, which was good, as I was going braless and wanted my large breasts to be held firmly in place. I smoothed the dress out and stood staring at myself in the mirror. I couldn't deny it. I looked amazing! It truly did appear as though I was nude beneath the lace doily appliqu? of the dress. I slipped on the clear Lucite heels and admired the way my legs stretched out from my dress and how my butt jacked out. My breasts looked like they were going to burst out of the dress. There would be no mistake that I was braless either. My nipples poked tightly against the material. I decided that I wanted to wear my hair long, so I wore my waist length auburn wig and let it fall down my back. The contrast of dark hair against the white cream dress was awesome. I hoped that Carla would like it. As I entered the main room, Carla was standing at the window with her back to me. She looked regal, standing tall in her four-inch heels. The black dress was so short that it barely covered her ass. Her smooth, bare back looked sexy. Her long blonde hair was piled high upon her head, several strands hanging down randomly in a way that made her look both reckless and wild and aristocratic all at the same time. She turned to face me and we each stood open-mouthed as we mutually admired each other. "You look beautiful Boss," she said. "So do you Carla. So do you." "Well then? Shall we leave?" she asked. "By all means," I agreed. "I am so excited. God! You look incredibly hot!" I added for good measure. Paul was ready to leave as we arrived at the front door. He whistled softly as we approached the car. "Mmmm mmmm mmmm!" he exclaimed. "You two ladies are going to drive the men wild tonight. Don't tease them too badly," he kidded. "Oh, don't worry Paul," Carla assured him. "We intend to." We broke out in laughter at the thought of teasing the island men all night. "Well, whatever you do, be careful," he warned. "Some men don't take too well to teasing." "We'll be fine Paul," Carla answered. "We're just going to dinner and then out dancing. We'll have a great time." We snuggled closely in the rear seat as Paul drove us to town. Carla kissed my several times on my neck, causing goose pimples to pop up all over. I couldn't believe how wonderful being in her arms felt. Paul dropped us off in front of Enrico's and told us to call him thirty minutes before we were ready to come home, no matter where we were. We slipped out of the car and waved goodbye. Carla turned me to face her and looked deeply into my eyes. "Lee Anne," she whispered softly. "I'm so happy to be with you like this. Let's make this a really special night. Okay?" "Mmm," I sighed. "Sounds wonderful to me Carla." She pulled me close and kissed me softly on my lips. I closed my eyes, savoring her soft lips as she gently kissed me. She slipped her tongue just inside of my mouth and swirled it around. Not for the last time, my cock got hard. "Mmm," I said. "Better stop or I'll have to fuck you right here in front of the restaurant." Carla flashed her beautiful blue eyes at me and challenged me, "Oh yeah? I'd like to see that!" We giggled as we walked into the restaurant. We were greeted at the door and told that our table would be ready in a few minutes. The maitre d' escorted us to the bar, sat us down, and said he'd be back for us in a few minutes. As we slipped up on our stools our short skirts hiked up and I caught a glimpse of Carla, confirming that she, indeed, did not wear any panties. I gave her a knowing and wicked smile. "You are a bad girl!" "I know," she replied. "Don't you just love it?" "As a matter of fact?." I whispered as I slid my hand up her thigh, "I do!" She giggled as I grazed her pubic hair with my fingertips. The bartender approached and asked what we wanted. We told him to fix us his favorite drink. He said he had just the thing and moved down the bar to fix us our drinks. As we waited I noticed that there were several men at the bar and they were all eying us with lustful eyes. Little did they know that Carla and I were a couple tonight - not two girls looking to be hit on. Our bartender, Sam, soon returned with two tall glasses. "Margueritas ladies!" he announced. "Drink up and enjoy. Some folks come here solely for my Margueritas." "Really?" cooed Carla. She tasted hers. "Mmmm. That is delicious!" she agreed. "Try it Lee Anne," she encouraged. I tasted mine. "Oh - my - God!" I exclaimed. "That is awesome! What is in it Sam?" "Oh. A bit of this. A bit of that," he grinned. "Let me know when you're ready for another," he said grinning, as he moved on to serve other customers. Carla held up her glass to propose a toast. "To us," she said softly. "May our new relationship continue to blossom." I clinked her glass with mine and replied simply, "To us." We each took long gulps of the sweet and smooth beverage. Before we knew it, Sam was bringing us each another. "Whoa!" Carla protested. "We didn't ask for these." Sam nodded to the end of the bar where two handsome men were sitting. "Compliments of the gentlemen." We looked their way and held our glasses up. Carla mouthed, 'Thank you' and we each smiled pleasantly. She whispered to me, "Gawd! I hope we don't end up getting corralled by them. I want to focus on you tonight Lee Anne." "Me too," I agreed. "It might be difficult to ignore them completely though. What should we do?" "If they approach us, just thank them politely for the drinks and apologize that we have to meet someone at a dance club later." "Oh!" I giggled. "That's good! And not even a lie!" We both laughed. I noticed that I was feeling a bit giddy already. "Carla dear?" "Yes honey?" she laughed again, mocking me for referring to her as 'dear'. "I think I'm getting drunk," I said. "Good!" she laughed again. "Me too. Hey!" she said. "I need to use the little girls' room. Come with me," she urged and we got up to walk to the restroom. We had to tug our hemlines down as they had ridden up so high as we sat at the bar. We had to walk directly past the men who bought us our drinks. One of them spoke up. "You two pretty ladies aren't leaving are you?" Carla answered, "No. We've just got to freshen our makeup," she teased. "And thank you for the drinks. That was sweet of you." We turned and continued walking toward the powder room. As we entered I was taken aback at how nice it was. It was like a small lounge area. "Jeez!" I exclaimed. "Women sure do have the nicest restrooms." "Yes. We do," Carla agreed. As the door closed Carla grabbed me and forced me against a wall. She kissed me hard on the mouth. I was caught completely off guard and didn't know how to react at first. I quickly figured it out though. I returned her kiss. Her tongue pushed insistently inside of my mouth and danced with mine. Her lips and tongue were so soft and sensual. I loved kissing Carla. She kissed me for at least a minute and then broke off. "Whew!" I said, out of breath. "Where did that come from?" Carla just grinned at me. "I just wanted you so much at that moment that I couldn't resist. In fact," she continued. "I want to fuck you right here and right now." "Are you serious Carla?" I asked unbelievingly. "In the ladies room?" She gave me a wicked look. "Yeah. I'm dead serious. Come on," she said as she grabbed my hand. "Come in here." She pulled me into the toilet stall and turned me to face her. She pulled my skirt up above my waist and then grabbed a hold of my panties. "Take these off," she ordered. She helped me step out of my lace panties and set them on the shelf next to us. She then pushed me backwards until I was sitting on the stool with my now hard cock sticking straight up. Carla dropped to her knees between my legs and held my growing rod. She gave it a kiss. She kissed it softly over and over, up and down the length of my ever-growing clitty. She licked her lips, moistening them with her tongue. She then slid her mouth over the head and held me inside of her wet mouth. As she massaged me with her tongue, I thought I'd explode. But I fought the impulse. This was so incredible. My secretary was sucking my cock in the ladies room as two men sat at the bar lusting for us. I had to give it to Carla. If nothing else, she was spontaneous. She continued her descent down my pole until she had me completely inside of her. She turned her smiling eyes toward me and moaned, "Mmmmmmm. I wannt yyouuu inn myy cunnttt." I giggled as I replied, "It looks like you're in charge here luv. Do what you want." She grinned and slowly slid her mouth off of my dick. She made a plopping noise as she released me, stood up, straddled my thighs and hiked up her dress. Her thick, blonde bush was moist with excitement. She moved over my now completely hard, full-length nine-inch dick and slowly sat down on me. Carla was so wet that she sloshed completely over clitty. I sighed as her velvet tunnel enveloped me. After I fully impaled her, she simply sat there, moving in slow circles as she pressed my cock tightly against her cervix. She leaned over to kiss me again. As she did, she pulled my dress up to my neck, releasing my boobs for her hands to caress. I was in ecstasy. This was something I would never forget. I was no longer concerned about making love in the ladies room. In fact, I didn't want it to end. Carla was feeling the passion too as she kissed me like there was no tomorrow. She continued loving me like that for a long time. I resisted cumming with all that I had. Soon, however, Carla was ready. She rose up, pulling halfway off of me. She then plunged back down, but with earnest. She continued to rise up and down the length of my slippery cock. She began to bounce on my dick and quietly moaning, "Oh yes! Lee Anne! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fill me with your sweet cocktail! God! Your dick feels ? so - damned ? good. Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!" she cried as I began spewing jet after jet of warm cream inside of her. When it was apparent that I had emptied my load, she came to rest and hugged me tightly. She cooed in my ear, "That was so nice Lee Anne. Thank you," and she kissed my neck. "Not at all Carla. That was truly my pleasure. But I do have a question." "Hmmm? What's that?" she asked as she continued to nuzzle my neck. "You're not wearing panties. How are you going to avoid dripping cum?" "That is a good question," she answered. She then gave me a mischievous gaze. "I have an idea though," she grinned. "Oh really?!" I asked. "And what is that darling Carla?" as if I didn't know what she was thinking. "Welllll," she teased. "I don't want to spoil your appetite. But how about a little cream pie before dinner?" I giggled. "Sounds nice," I answered, understanding exactly what she had in mind. "Good," she said. "Are you ready then?" "As I'll ever be," I replied. Carla rose off of my flaccid penis. As she let my cock fall out of her, she placed her hand over her pussy to prevent any of my love juice from spilling. She then stepped closer to me as I sat on the toilet and pushed her wet bush into my face. A stream of my sperm began to flow into my mouth immediately. Carla licked her fingers clean, so we were each enjoying the sweet nectar. I formed a vacuum on her gaping wet hole, and began in earnest sucking my large deposit of cream out her. I loved Carla's pussy. She had such a wide opening and her thick cunt lips were so velvety soft. I especially loved how big her clit became when I sucked it. As I sucked, Carla began to moan. "Oh Lee Anne! That feels sooo good. I'm going to cum again. Do you mind?" I could only shake my head 'No'. Indeed, I looked forward to it. Carla began moving her pussy around on my mouth, grinding against me as I cleaned out her repository. I wanted to make sure she was clean so that she wouldn't be embarrassed later by cum dripping down her legs. As I sucked, I could feel Carla reaching another orgasm. Suddenly, the flavor of cream I was sucking changed and I knew that she was having another orgasm. The mixture of our juices was delicious. Bitter and sweet. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she moaned. The grinding slowed and Carla sort of collapsed into my arms. I wondered how long we'd been in there. I'd completely lost track of time. I wasn't even sure whether anyone had entered while we were making love. "Thank you Boss," Carla whispered. "That was wonderful." I agreed and thanked her also. Carla slid back to her knees and took my soft meat in her hands. "I don't want you to soil your panties honey," she said as she slipped me completely inside of her mouth once again. She licked and sucked until I was completely clean and then let me loose. She inspected her work closely and gave her approval. There! All clean! Put your panties back on and let's eat! I'm famished!" she declared. We stood up and straightened our dresses. I pulled my panties back into place and tucked my soft meat safely out of sight. For now. As we walked out of the stall and saw ourselves in the mirror we gasped. Our makeup was a mess. Especially mine. Carla's face-fucking had totally smeared my lipstick. Hers didn't look much better. We looked at each other and began laughing. "We better fix this," Carla said. "Or no one will have any doubt about what we've been doing in here." "You're right about that!" I agreed. I wiped my face clean with a damp washcloth and removed my makeup case from my purse. I had gotten really good at applying makeup and it didn't take me long to re-apply everything so that you couldn't tell I'd just eaten a cream pie. Carla repaired her makeup just as quickly. We faced each other and I asked Carla, "How do I look?" She smiled her evil grin. "Good enough to eat!" We both broke out laughing. "Later honey," I replied. "Later." We walked out of the restroom laughing. The two guys were still sitting at the bar as we exited. The one who spoke before addressed us again. "Are you gals alright? You were in there a long time." Carla and I looked at each other and broke out into a huge laugh again. Carla responded, "Yeah! We're fine. And thanks again for the drinks." "No problem," he answered. "The ones we bought you are probably warm by now. Why don't you let us buy you another round?" "I don't know," Carla said. "Our table is probably ready. And we are really starved. But thanks anyway." The disappointed look on their faces was priceless. They really wanted us. I felt sorry for them and so I spoke up. "Look," I said. "Do you guys know where Club Eros is?" The other quickly jumped in. "Sure do! It's a great club! Why?" I saw Carla give me a disapproving look, but it was too late. "Well," I went on. "We're going dancing there later tonight. Maybe if ya'll come by we can dance some." "Sounds great!" he answered. "We'll see you there." "Good," I said. "Bye then. And thanks again for the drinks." Carla and I then walked to the front of the restaurant to see if our table was ready. "Don't worry," I assuaged her. "We'll give them each one dance and then move on. It's the least we can do." Carla couldn't stay mad. "I guess you're right. In fact, it might be fun. But they are not taking us home. I'm not through with you tonight." "Me neither," I laughed. "Me neither!" We were seated at a secluded table for two overlooking the harbor. The sun was just setting. This was turning out to be one of the best days of my life - as any gender. As that thought crossed my mind I felt a twinge of guilt that I was having so much fun with a woman who was not my beautiful wife. I hoped everything would remain okay between all of us. I so wanted each of them in my life. We enjoyed a leisurely meal, relishing the delicious food, wine and most of all, the company. Throughout dinner, Carla would touch my hand as she talked, softly stroking me in the way lovers do. I was so into being with her that I didn't pay any attention to whether the other diners around us noticed that we were two women who were clearly a couple. After a few hours in the restaurant, we decided that it was time to go dancing. We paid our bill and asked the waiter how to get to Club Eros. When we mentioned the name of the club he eyed us in an odd way and then said that we'd probably be better off taking a cab. He told us that he'd ask the maitre d' to call one for us. As he walked off, I looked at Carla and asked, "What do you think that look was about?" "I don't know," she replied. "He did seem to react to our mentioning it. I guess we'll find out soon enough." By the time we reached the front of the restaurant our cab was waiting. Sliding in the backseat, Carla gave him our destination, "Club Eros please." "Yes ma'am," he answered with a thick island accent. "Ya ladies lookin' fa sum fun? Yes?" "Just dancing," Carla replied. "Oh yah. Ya can sho' dance at Club Eros," he assured us. "An' anythin' else yah wont ta do," he said as he roared with a deep hearty laugh. I whispered to Carla, "Do you think we should go? This place sounds kind of wild." "Let's give it a try Lee Anne. It can't be any wilder than Mistress Penelope's was the other night." "I guess that is true," I answered with a trace of trepidation in my voice. In a few minutes, the cab pulled in front of a building with a very plain and uninviting entrance with a simple sign in purple neon that read, 'Club Eros' in script. "Heh yah go ladies. You gals hab fun," he laughed. Carla paid the driver and we stepped onto the curb. The sidewalks were quite busy with what looked like a fairly local set. As we stood on the sidewalk, a few people walked inside of Club Eros. As the door opened, we could hear the sound of loud music that seemed to be coming from out of a cave. We looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and Carla said, "Well honey. Here we go. Let's see what we've gotten ourselves into. With that, we opened the door to the loud music and stepped inside. You wouldn't believe what we saw. This story is continued in Chapter Twenty-two, "Club Eros". Keep your comments coming. I love hearing feedback!! Keep reading anyway! Hugs, Lee Anne It's okay to READ stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to HAVE unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! *********************************************************************